Under everyone's gaze, she slowly reached out her hand.
The next instant, an Immaculate True Body condensed behind her.
This divine statue had the same appearance as Zhuge Qiyue, but it looked even more filled with divinity, and supremely peerless besides.
Even with just a glance, one could feel that disdain of looking down upon all under heaven.
At the same time, Zhuge Qiyue's entire body also gave off an aura of standing apart from the world, one that no one dared profane.
This... was so strong.
Everyone involuntarily drew in a deep breath.
From Zhuge Qiyue, they truly sensed an aura that was different.
Especially that innate pressure—it made them unable to look up to her.
"As expected of someone ranked second."
Gu Qingchen drew in a deep breath, then spoke.
"The women who come from the Zhuge Clan are all extraordinary."
Murong Ningbing spoke leisurely, her voice carrying an indescribable sigh.
As she said this, the image of someone could not help but rise in her mind.
That person was none other than Zhuge Jieyu.
At least in her eyes, compared to Zhuge Qiyue, Zhuge Jieyu was even more impossible to see through.
That one seemed as if she truly regarded all under heaven as nothing.
And just then, Zhuge Qiyue made her move, her palm gently pressing against the Ascension Bell.
The Immaculate True Body in midair made the same movement as well, its enormous palm also gently pressing against the Ascension Bell.
The next instant, the power in their palms swiftly flowed into the Ascension Bell.
It was here.
Everyone watched all of this and involuntarily drew in a deep breath, their gazes fixed tightly on the Ascension Bell.
"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!!!"
This...
Only when the eighth peal of the bell